Teachers recite classics and praise the motherland

Dear judges, dear friends:

Today, I am reciting a poem in praise of teachers and dedicated it to all the teachers under the Orange of Heaven.

Who is it who leads us forward with love in the vast sea of people?

Who is it in the temple of learning that lights the lamp for us with wisdom?

It is you, dear teacher, an engineer of the human soul.

You are the blazing sun, illuminating our path;

You are the moist rain and dew, nourishing our hearts for knowledge.

You use chalk as an oar, and lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge;

You use the whip as a whip to spur us to gallop in the field of learning.

You are the twinkling Big Dipper, pointing us in the direction we are heading;

You are the solid rope that keeps us on the pinnacle of life.

We were confused, and you showed us the way;

We have failed, and you have given us confidence and strength.

Every step of our journey is inseparable from your dedication and dedication;

Every success we have is inseparable from your teaching and training.

Dear teacher, you are our mentor on the road of life, the spark of human civilization, and the monument in our hearts.

Let's cheer for the teachers who love and unite together, and let us praise the dear teachers together.

Thank you!

Mountains and rivers crossed by the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

Shenzhou is brilliant everywhere.

A glorious journey.

like a golden lamp.

The light illuminates the sails of the voyage.

My homeland. You use a wise soul.

Leading the masses of the world.

Opened up a broad road.

Make the motherland as delicate as flowers.

It depicts the splendor of the East.

My homeland. A beautiful motherland like flowers.

From your spirit.

From your blueprint.

Read the burning soul.

The hardships of a brilliant tomorrow.

My homeland. From the frontier to the coast.

There is your delicate beauty.

I have rustic feelings.

Send it with deep affection.

May the motherland be more prosperous and brighter.

My homeland. The Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Great Wall.

Created eternal rivers and mountains.

Reform, opening up, and development.

Light up the eyes of the world.

I am proud of the splendor of my country.

My homeland. Dawn of the sun.

With a strong conviction.

Will be surging fighting spirit.

Eternal attachment.

Create a better tomorrow.

Great Motherland.

The cradle of oriental civilization is like a running train.

Facing the dawn of the century.

Ignite burning faith.

Towards a more brilliant future.

When the majestic Huabiao puts the upright body in the dawn, the banner of victory flutters in the wind in the bright sky, and the wind and clouds usher in the rising sun.

The scene of the harvest brings people hope, and the dream of flying has been successfully realized, and the power and wisdom of the civilization are all in the style.